Chapter 3 THE PARTY

BILLIONAIRE THIRST FOR LOVE

Chapter three

I rushed to the shower had a quick bath, brushed my teeth, and wore the black lingerie Linda bought me from a store in Paris.

I got that as a valentine's gift in February last year even though we weren't lovers Linda was thinking it would look great on me and it perfectly did.

But in a flash I decided on the spot to go braless, maybe I would take Linda's advice, after all, to get laid. My eyes scanned the wall clock and I had just five minutes to get ready.

With hasty hands I tried to put on my black gown unfortunately it got ripped at the sides.

"Shit!" I exclaimed with shock and slapped a hand over my mouth.

The last time I remembered I could barely move around this cloth because it felt too big and made me look funny and skinny.

My head hung low with frustration and sadness that my favorite gown got damaged. It was a birthday present from my mom which she got for me.

After sulking for three minutes the doorbell rang repeatedly I snapped from my feelings and opted for a red gown with a split which revealed my thighs.

At this point, Linda had let herself in my apartment. "Where the hell are you?"

"I'm coming, I'm coming, Linda, I'm coming!" I assured her with a half yell.

"Hurry, my tabs on the cab are running and we are running late," Linda said as she made hand gestures to her wristwatch.

I ran out of my bedroom not without grabbing my make-up box to fix my busted lip. My heels were dangling on the other hand as I ran hurriedly to the sitting room.

I slowed down when I saw Linda and was trying to put on my heels and head for the door with my make-up kit right under my arm when I fell over.

Which was so hilarious it made Linda stop and burst out laughing. "Hahahaha..."

I was glad I didn't sprain an ankle so I stood up making a face and grumbling as I tossed my make-up kits at Linda.

"Help me hold it." Which she caught in the air and walked over to the cab.

I turned to lock my apartment and catch up with Linda in the Cab.

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I took my time during the ride to apply makeup and concentrated on my busted lips not to give anyone who came in contact with me tonight the idea of an imaginary boyfriend or lover bust my lip as I checked myself out on the make-up mirror.

We came to the end of our ride as we both alighted the cab, paid the fare, and turned to head into the building as the cab zoomed off.

MASON TRANSCONTINENTAL CORPORATION was the biggest building in the East of Orano, and it was extremely successful too.

Bill Mason was the CEO of MTC and his employees and partners called him "Big Billy." because he referred to himself as the "Big Boss."

Linda and I worked in the Finance department and due to my latest milestone accomplishment in the auditing of the company's records, there were rumors of a possible promotion coming my way.

The party was going well, drinks, dancing, eating, greetings and salutations, everyone was having an overall good time.

The clinking of glasses as soft moans from lovers to business discussions buzzed in the air.

The minute I walked in and greeted a few people that came my way I noticed something odd.

William looked dapper in a grey suit with his black curly hair but he paid less attention aside from greeting me at the entrance. He was rather all over a new blonde Lady who wore a dinner gown with her pert nose and a cheerful smile who seemed to have come with him.

My feet felt like I was going to fall if it didn't find a suitable support before it gave way just like the pain in my heart ripped open out of its temporary band-aid.

My hands felt a chair beside me as my ass hit home and my legs felt paralyzed for a minute.

There was another fine gentleman who seemed interested in me as I felt him gawking over me checking me out with his eyes.

I noticed his stares but pretended as though it was nothing. I needed to keep my pride intact so I quickly avoided his gaze and averted my eyes over to the sea of people having fun.

He walked up to me and engineered a conversation. "Hi, you seem not to be a party person. Are all parties or just fancy parties like this what you dislike?" He said as he sat beside me.

My head cocked over to the pleasant voice that pierced through my eardrum. I turned to face a handsome tall man, in a blue suit, with incredible muscles, a well-trimmed beard, and when he smiled showed off his perfect set of teeth.

"Hello, Mr?" I asked in a bit to get to know his name.

"Charlie, sorry I should have started it at that and your name?" Charlie shot back.

"Maria," I responded.

"So Maria you don't generally like parties or just fancy parties?" Charlie asked.

"Okay, I don't like fancy Office parties, I prefer a Karaoke party or even a Mosh pit. Something which will make an adrenaline rush." I explained.

Charlie threw his head back in shock and surprise. "I love to mosh pits too and I attended the last one Tyler the creator had." He added.

"You are kidding me." I gasped; it felt surreal that someone this clean could get so freaky.

"Why did you say that?"

"Because I feel you look too fancy for that," I said truthfully.

"Well I'm here cause Big Billy wants me to," he said as he ran his hand through his shiny blonde hair.

Soon enough our conversation was interrupted as William tapped his glass, as all attention got drawn to him, then he began.